Ordinary, Average, Everyday Sex

we fumbled backwards, tripping on our feet
past the goldfish bowl, tumbling to the floor next to a green sock
we continued our necking next to that red cupboard with no doors
doing the nasty with our fingers; then I slipped on a strap-on
propping Jen’s arse up on an old lounge cushion
and as we fucked, the pushing knocked a box from the table
a mass of cable ties and sewing threads spread across the floor
and the box bumped the remote; a Wile E. Coyote cartoon comes on.
then suddenly a rat ran across the room, into the mess, nicked a cable tie,
and motored into a hole in the skirting board
and we both cracked up, with the strap-on still stuck up Jen’s butt...

This was inspired by the statement from an eminent erotic photographer (though the source escapes me)that most sex is practiced between ordinary looking, everyday folks in unromantic but practical settings. It's an idea I have always liked, so here it is.